My dad is a pretty smart guy and is razor sharp. Not razor sharp for a 90 year old; he’s razor sharp, period.
He doesn’t always say a lot but he doesn’t miss a lot either. For a guy who watches every inning of Blue Jays baseball he can get access to, you would think time would have ground him down. But not so.
Last night he posed a question to me in the manner he does when, I’m pretty sure, he knows there is no answer. He wanted to talk about the case of the Sunwing charter flight that was turned back to Toronto while en route to Cuba after two young female passengers became drunk, unruly, lit a cigarette, starting fighting with one another and comported themselves in a manner my dad, generally, would file under the category of “Assholes.”
His question wasn’t one of the many I might have had: why did cabin crew allow them to open their duty free liquor, and consume most of it? OR why were two women in the on-board lavatory at the same time; or, why did they want to go to Cuba in August?
No, dad’s question was much, much better. Continue reading